Chapter 767

Li Qiao swallowed her throat, and there was surprise in her eyes.

This Princess Margaret is wearing a high set dress with a black lady's suit. Her posture is like a model of etiquette for a famous lady.

As long as she doesn't open her mouth, she is the noble Princess Margaret.

Once he spoke, he fell down from the altar and turned into a village girl

It's true, it's very different.

Xi Luo took Li Qiao to a seat, took two tea cups and set them right. When she picked up the teapot, she frowned and said, "I've told you hundreds of times, don't point the spout at people. It's impolite."

Marguerite blinked her blue eyes and curled her lips indifferently. "Who told you to sit opposite the spout of the kettle? Do you blame me?"

Li Qiao leaned against the back of her chair and looked at the ceiling. She was a real friend. She could seal it.

Xi Luo glared at Marguerite, cleared her throat and said, "Li Qiao, you saw her last night."

Marguerite tilted her head and looked at Li Qiao. Her long eyelashes trembled. "Hi, sister. Nice to meet you."

"It's all my own. Talk to me well." Xiluo raised her eyebrows in disgust.

Marguerite glanced at her and ignored her. She leaned forward and looked straight at Li Qiao. "Are you one of your own?"

Xi Luo: "I don't know."

The goods are not only different in appearance, but also brain damage.

She wiped her face and hit Li Qiao with her shoulder. "Don't mind. Foreigners have this virtue. They don't have a brain groove. They don't have a tendon..."

Li Qiao pretended to drink tea, blocking the rising corners of her mouth with the rim of her cup.

This Princess Margaret is really different.

After a while, Marguerite opened the two bodyguards outside the screen to carry the cakes. When they went away, she leaned back on the back of the chair, twisted her neck, and said in English, "I'm so tired carrying the shelf every day."

"Who wants you to be princess or future Duchess

The Duchess of the future

Li Qiao, with a smile on her lips, looks at Marguerite without any trace, waiting for her reaction.

What Margaret did make complaints about rather than sitting on a soft chair and pouting his mouth in English. He asked me rather baffling questions and asked me to be a duchess.

Sylo touched the diamond stud on her ear and said with a smile, "are you still dancing with chaiman? I thought you two had already known each other in secret. "

The last idiom, Xi Luo, is in Chinese.

Marguerite was stunned for two seconds, and she kicked Xiluo under the table with her leg outstretched. "Are you disgusting? Who will have a secret duel with a mechanical arm. If I don't dance with him, I will not only lose the face of the royal family, but also make the Duke unable to come down. I can only do what I want. Besides... English gentlemen are so charming. Chelman is not my type. "

The mechanical arm... That's right.

Li Qiao lowered her eyelids and began to smile. "It was announced at the banquet last night..."

"Speak Mandarin." Suddenly, Marguerite Yu Guang glances at the two bodyguards turning back with the tray. She interrupts her and takes on the elegant posture of the princess.

She laughed and whispered, "she is surrounded by Weston's eyeliner, so it is very important to learn a foreign language."

Li Qiao rubbed her head, and her favor for Marguerite soared several levels again.

It's a princess of many facets.

Two bodyguards put exquisite Western cakes on the table, and then went to stand guard outside the screen.

With a silent sigh, Marguerite pushed the cake to Li Qiao. "Do you want to say that the wedding news was announced last night, so there's no room for her to turn around?"

Xiluo twisted a muffin and put it in her mouth, vaguely correcting her words, "turn around! I've taught you a hundred times

Li Qiao bent her lips and looked at them with a smile. She said in a light voice, "that's what I mean."

Marguerite shrugged. "Anyway... I haven't figured out a good strategy for the moment. I'll take a step by step to get my sister married."

Li Qiaodi didn't know how many times she was speechless

Xi Luo nodded and agreed, "it's a good way to sell your sister."

As if afraid of Li Qiao's misunderstanding, she turned around and added, "half sister, they had a grudge in their last life."

got it.

Margaret didn't want to get married, so she would try to transfer the marriage to someone else.But in the final analysis, chaiman will still have a close relationship with the second crown prince.

Li Qiao was quiet for a moment. She seemed to think about it and said, "do you have any non Royal sisters who can sell you?"

Marguerite bit a piece of puff and looked at Li Qiao. She seemed to be shocked.

While Xi Luo licked the corners of her mouth with her eyes full, before she could speak, Marguerite, with her puff in her mouth, pointed to the opposite side and nodded solemnly, "yes, she, Miranda."

Xi Luo: "I don't know."

Go to the damn sister.

Li Qiao chuckles and looks at Xi Luo. "She can't do it."

"How old are you?" asked Marguerite very seriously

Xi Luo opened her chair and made a gesture to go, otherwise she was afraid that she could not help splashing tea on her face.

Li Qiao stretched out her hand to hold Xi Luo, and said with a smile, "it's not old. She deserves better."

Xi Luo comfortable, pursed lips to sit down again, slanted Marguerite one eye, "do you believe I give you bodyguard tip off?"

They talked and laughed again, and finally Li Qiao spoke out her purpose.

Chaiman can't marry the royal family.

Marguerite agreed with her with both hands, "let me see, who am I having a bad relationship with..."

Xi Luo took a sip of tea and knocked on the table with GuJie. "When you think of it, please let us know. Let's go first."

Marguerite didn't ask her to stay. She looked around and couldn't find a suitable container. She directly picked up the porcelain plate filled with cakes and handed it to Li Qiao. "Sister, when we meet for the first time, it's a light ceremony and heavy affection."

In this way, Li Qiao, holding Princess Margaret's heart, walked out of the private teahouse without expression.

Xi Luo was laughing behind her. Occasionally she reached for a piece of cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

When they got on the bus, Li Qiao left an empty plate in her hand.

She looked at the window buttons and wondered whether to throw them now or on the road.

Xi Luo understood her intention, cocked up her legs and said slowly, "it's a piece of porcelain handed down by the British imperial family. It's hard to buy a thousand gold, at least a hundred years old."

Li Qiao takes her eyes back and shoves the plate into the storage bag behind the seat.

Xiluo looked at her happily. "It's not stupid."

Li Qiao leaned against her head pillow and looked sideways at her. "You came to Yingdi this time to help me?"

Her friendship with Xi Luo is no better than that of Qi Zi, who has long been more like an ordinary friend.

But the British emperor and his party, Xi Luo gave her too many surprises, so that Li Qiao had a desire to explore.

I don't think she is a hot woman.

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